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Bed Of Roses
(Don Reid)
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the streets
With no parents of my own, I never had a home
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Begging money from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
Chorus:
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
Like most of the town wished they could do.
And I learned all the things that a man should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
But she died knowing that I really loved her
Of life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
Chorus:
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
Chorus:
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand...
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Is the only kind of life I understand...
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Chorus:
Is the only kind of life I understand.
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Chorus:
Of life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
But she died knowing that I really loved her
From a woman not approved of I suppose
And I learned all the things that a man should know
Like most of the town wished they could do.
She managed a late evening business
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
Is the only kind of life I understand.
This bed of Roses where I'm livin'
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Roses that I lay on
Chorus:
A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
Begging money from a man I didn't know
She found me outside one Sunday morning
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
With no parents of my own, I never had a home
Who would go to church but left me in the streets
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
(Don Reid)
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